In fact, part of the demon cultivator running towards the inner gate is to follow the crowd, and the other part is instinct. It is like the first thing that your child does when he encounters danger when he goes out is to run back to his parents, and the same is true for adults. When he encounters danger, he will instinctively gather around the strong people who can provide him with protection.

Unfortunately, none of this can change the fact that they must die, and the infinite condensation of murderous intent has never made the murderous intent completely crazy like today. Or it has something to do with my loss of Ningxiang's traces, or it has something to do with the existence of a demon in my heart. This time, I seem to have forgotten even Ningxiang, and all I have only killed and killed.

The Soul-Devouring Sword also became extremely crazy. The face flashing on the sword light was no longer a little old man, but was more and more like me. If I were awake, I would be very happy. Because this is a sign that the Soul-Devouring Sword is about to open all its power, a sign of the Soul-Devouring Sword's complete unblocking of the seal, and the sword-man unity.

"Why! Why kill me!"

"Who are you! Who are you!"

"No! No, don't kill me!"

Thunderous wails, frightened and desperate faces, and ethereal souls were directly swallowed by the Soul-Devouring Sword when they returned to heaven and earth. And I smiled, and I smiled very ferociously.

"You! You are the real demon. I, Zi Tong, will definitely kill you today. The demon cultivator falls into the demon path and will kill you. In the future, this demon cultivator will kill you soon!" Zi Tong stared at the place where I appeared with red eyes and clenched his fists, but there was no way to organize it. For the first time, as a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage, Zi Tong felt angry. Even if the disciples sucked in the furnace, so what, I have never killed like this. This person is a devil.

"Hmph, don't you want to know who I am? I am Mr. Ni in Jishi Hall, Chiyou City. You caught my woman. Now, let's calm my anger with the lives of your entire mountain gate!" My voice was erratic. In just a few dozen seconds, dozens of people died under the Soul-Devouring Sword.

Zi Tong was shocked. What kind of person is this? Isn’t this the person he wants to get? Body Tempering Pill! By the way, Body Tempering Pill! Zi Tong’s eyes instantly became hot and red. Compared with Body Tempering Pill, what is the life of the disciples around him!

"Listen to my orders, and form a formation!" Zi Tong shouted loudly and ordered.

With Zi Tong's order, the disciples who were chased and could not find Bei immediately ran towards Zi Tong one by one, and as long as they were still alive, they immediately took out their weapons, occupied various positions, and formed a Bagua formation.

The purple copper was constantly wandering around in this formation, and his eyes became colder and colder. There was also a sense of heat. If you could get the body tempering pill, you might be able to step closer, and you might be able to enter the transformation of the gods.

The formation was made by the bronze in the ancient mystery. The name of the formation is called the Daluotian Formation. The only function is to trap, and the energy drive of the formation is to devour the essence and blood of life. As long as the opponent dares to rush in, no matter what kind of ability the opponent has in the formation, it is impossible to get out, unless the essence and blood of the formation are exhausted.

A smile appeared on the corner of Zi Tong's mouth, and he murmured: "Kill! Kill hard, I will exchange the disciples of the entire mountain gate for a top-quality body-tempering pill. You kid should feel honored. When I catch you and get what I want, I will peel you up and skin your bones and crush your bones and ashes."

I rushed in, and there was no need for Zigong to make any plans. It seemed that seduction. Killing can make people lose, especially the news of losing Ningxiang. I was completely crazy. Now, unless Ningxiang is standing in front of me, or Mao Xueying and my familiar family, this kind of killing can only be a physical or artificial termination.

So, I rushed in without any suspense, and even cooperated very well. The Soul-Devouring Sword was like a killing machine. The sword light flashed, and there was a broken limb and broken arm, and blood was splattering everywhere. I kept wailing.

Zi Tong kept smiling gloomyly, and even took the initiative to send his only Jindan disciple up. As for the other disciples, when the Luotian Formation began, they were already firmly fixed by the formation. They had no right to dominate themselves.

I killed it very smoothly, and almost thirty seconds were spent. All the disciples of Ziyun Sect were completely killed under the Soul-Devouring Sword. There was only one person left in my face, that was Zigong.

The copper, long beards fluttered, and his face was calm and not as sad as before. Instead, he looked confident and even had a hint of pride.

I was very confused. Does a gambler who lost all his trump cards still have something to be proud of? Of course, this doubt just flashed away. The Soul-Devouring Sword was in my hand and I rushed up directly.

"The purple qi comes from the east, the qi penetrates the long rainbow, the purple light prison. Thousand kill demon shadows!"

Zi Tong's face was still calm before I rushed up. How could a Nascent Soul cultivator not be able to deal with a Jindan stage cultivator? Zi Tong wanted to capture it alive. The Luotian formation was full of qi and blood, and it had already formed an isolated space. Zi Tong didn't believe that the other party could still escape.

The copper was obviously right. I really couldn't get out, but I didn't think about going out, or the other party's breath made me feel dangerous. I took action faster, and my figure flashed more frequently, and I left as soon as I touched it.

Zi Tong's face also changed from being confident to being surprised, and later it turned into solemnity. The moves of attack also changed from being trapped at the beginning to being a killing move. Obviously, after more than a dozen short fights, Zi Tong had changed from being disdainful to being recognized, and even felt danger.

Dangdang! Then I touched it three times in a row. I still flashed immediately without a single blow and appeared in another direction in an instant. But this time I suddenly felt a wave of resistance, and then I realized that the space I was in had been isolated. The scope of this space was also constantly shrinking, narrowing to the point where resistance was created when I moved.

"Hmph, can't you walk anymore? It's really an annoying monkey. I didn't want to kill you, but this time, you gave me a sense of danger and I changed my mind. Also, this Luotian formation is actually similar to raising a Gu, and you are the last Gu. If you kill you, all the essence and blood here will be used by me, and my realm will inevitably improve at that time. This result seems good." Zi Tong saw that I stopped and did not disappear like before, and finally relaxed.

"It takes a price to use me as a Gu." I slapped my eyebrows, with a serious expression. I had to admit that a monster in the Nascent Soul stage is indeed under great pressure. What makes me even more depressed is that the soul field cannot penetrate the isolation of this space. This is the first time I have encountered such a situation. The only thing I can use at this moment is the ten-meter field that enters the Golden Pill stage. I call it the Golden Pill Field, but the Golden Pill Field can only barely support the distance of five meters around. The distance of five meters is too few for an old Nascent Soul monster who is higher than each of his three realms. What makes me most depressed is that if the isolation space is reduced again, it is very likely that my Golden Pill Field will not be able to support it.

The murderous intent has cooled down, replaced by alertness to danger and desire to survive. Facing the Nascent Soul Old Monster, he had to calm down and stare at the other party with his eyes tightly.

Zi Tong, his eyes were filled with anger.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          

At this time, Zi Tong has already believed that she has mastered all the situation. She only needs to wait for a while and the space will shrink again, so the other party will lose all the space to avoid. Whether it is killing or injury, it should be a sure thing, so Zi Tong is not in a hurry at all. Instead, she still has time to ask about what she cares about.

"Body Tempering Pill, I don't know if it's the best. Do you want it?" I asked with a smile. The more dangerous the more I am, the more angry I am, I will laugh. This seems to have become a habit.

"Oh, where did you get it?" Zigong asked.

"I refined it." I replied. At the same time, I was thinking about everything I could use, but it seemed that I had no advantage now. To be precise, my strength on paper has been eaten by the other party.

"You made it?" Zi Tong frowned. It was obvious that this answer made him very uncomfortable. A person he wanted to kill was actually an alchemist. The value of an alchemist was self-evident. There were many spiritual herbs in the ancient continent, but most of them were cheaper. However, alchemists were very rare. Even fewer could refine the best elixirs.

You should know that a master who can refine ninth-grade elixirs may not be able to refine a top-grade elixir. The grade can be piled up with materials, but the purity, heat, temperature, and some subtle changes of the top-grade elixirs need to be achieved to the extreme, so that the best elixirs can be made.

There are indeed masters who can refine top-quality elixirs in the ancient continent, but the way out for a top-quality elixir is to consume the vitality of the alchemist. For alchemists, they are not the ones they are closest to and trust the most. They will definitely not refine them. Of course, there is enough price, and maybe it can be.

However, it is impossible for copper to achieve all this. First of all, he cannot afford that price. Secondly, he cannot reach the height of an alchemist.
Chapter completed!